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Enabling Mom


By Cathy DeslippePublished 3 months ago 2 min read
Enabling Mom
Photo by Rosario Fernandes on Unsplash

That moment, you become a mom.

There is no greater feeling in the world.

A life you carried for nine months,

Now they are here to begin their life.

You as a mom want to make life for them the best.

No instructions came, read lots of books, do whatever you can,

Feed them good food, read them great books.

Love them, and encourage them all the time.

Yet that day does arrive, sooner than one may think.

Adulthood is the time for them to leave.

When they are young their troubles are small.

Adulthood problems are the worst of them all.

When they call you, you feel so weak,

Your identity disappears, you cannot even sleep,

Fear of your child, you hold close to your heart.

Failing in life, worse no home and living on the streets,

So like many you start to give.

Maybe it's your time, to clean or shop for food.

Or maybe pay for their rent, doing what you could,

Grandchildren involved, you will do even more.

For they are your family and it hurts to see them fail.

So you give and give, enabling is what it is called.


At first, you think it's the only way they will survive.

Yet, you are tired, you feel drained.

For doing everything you can do.

Your identity disappears and you're going nowhere.

They have the ability, so stop now Mom let them learn.

It takes a while until it's too much.

You walk away, only to refocus.

You are reminded your adult child is talented and can do for themselves.

As you walked away and stopped giving.

You as a person can start living.

You feel good, your adult child is doing so much better.

A lesson is taught, hoping not too late.

Your identity is not gone, you have to focus and move on.

Even if they walk away and never talk to you.

True identity as a person, is needed in what you do.

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About the Creator

Cathy Deslippe

Catherine Deslippe

At the age of 7, I became an author. I am an international writer with many authors; all royalties went to cancer patients without insurance. I used to write to cope, but now I write to bring others hope.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 months ago

    Becoming a mom is being so selfless. That's something I can never do and don't want to either. But I really look up to those who do it. So strong. Loved your poem!

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